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Post by Robbie on May 2, 2009 20:38:19 GMT -7
(I suddenly forgot the name of it....)
Trent walked into the apartment complex, and looked around. It was nice enough, like all of the apartment complexs, the rooms were connectd to a circular hallway. Trent could decide wether to go to the first, second, or third room.
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Post by steven on May 3, 2009 17:52:59 GMT -7
He decided to go into the first room. He knocked, and a friendly human female opened the door.
"May I help you?"
"Yes, actually you can. You see, I work for the hidden Becs, and I've heard that they were trying to smuggle some sith security cards. I have been tasked with going down to the lower elements, but I dont have a security card. They said to talk to you."
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Post by Robbie on May 3, 2009 21:46:11 GMT -7
(Nice one Steven.)
Shelbia let him in and said, "This must be some sort of joke, right? Why would I give you a card, it is, illegal. Only authorized personl are allowed to have those."
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Post by steven on May 4, 2009 15:35:11 GMT -7
Trent leaned closer to here, close enough to whisper into her ear.
"We both know this is illegal, and we both know you work for the Hidden Beks. Both of us hate the sith, and both of us work for the Hidden Beks. If you dont give me the card, I'll have to go talk to the high command, and tell them why their job isnt getting completed. I dont like to be late on my work, and I'm also a man of my word. I told them I would go into the under city, and I wont stop until I do. If you cant help me, I'll go back to the Hidden Beks, and ask if they know another willing person to help me."
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Post by Robbie on May 4, 2009 17:24:49 GMT -7
The girl looked like she knew nothing that he was talking about, and told him, "Back off. If you work for a swoop gang, then get out of here before I contact the authorites."
She turned her back on him and removed something from her backpack and left the room in haste. Maybe she was the informate, maybe not.
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Post by steven on May 4, 2009 19:12:32 GMT -7
Trent sighed...maybe she wasnt the right one. He would try all the others, and then decide who to interogate further. Trent walked down a couple more doors, and knocked on the door.
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Post by Robbie on May 5, 2009 16:03:26 GMT -7
A green Twi 'lek poked out his head, "What do you want?"
He was already dressed in his sith uniform, ready to go to work.
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Post by steven on May 5, 2009 20:16:21 GMT -7
Trent stepped into the man, put him in a choke hold, and forced his arm into a position that if he moved it, it was broken.
"Listen punk, I've been tipped that someone has been smuggling cards to the Hidden Beks. You wouldnt know of anyone, would you?" Trent shoved his face into the mans, and glared into his eyes.
"Cause if you do, tell me, and no one gets hurt. Dont tell me, lie, or deceive me, and I promise you that I will try some...unorthadox toruture treatments that are under the "experimental section" of the sith military. They have given me full permisson."
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Post by Robbie on May 6, 2009 11:05:14 GMT -7
The Twi 'lek laughed, "Oh just stop it. I am just going to assume your a hired hand who trying down the person who is smuggeling cards. Trust me, it is not me. And trying to interrogate me is not going to help. Even with your...unorthadox torture treatments."
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Post by steven on May 6, 2009 16:38:38 GMT -7
Trent flashed his stolen sith ID card.
"What about now?"
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Post by Robbie on May 7, 2009 15:16:26 GMT -7
The Twi'lek looked down for a moment and said, "I truly know nothing about it. BUt, I thought I heard the human female down the hall talking to a sleaky Rodian."
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Post by steven on May 7, 2009 16:50:55 GMT -7
"Thanks you. The sith will purge all traitors from their terrortory, and be glad you are loyal to the cause my fellow soldier." Trent left, and walked down to the last door, and knocked.
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Post by Robbie on May 7, 2009 20:59:00 GMT -7
(I am assuming you mean the Human Male's door.)
A human male peeked out his head, and said in a low tone, "Yes?"
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Post by steven on May 9, 2009 12:39:16 GMT -7
"Yes, I'm here under the cover of the Hidden Beks. They told me that I need to go down the undercity, but i need a passkey. I was told that you might be able to help me."
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Post by Robbie on May 9, 2009 22:29:11 GMT -7
The man grimaced, and shut the door on him. (Not all people like being told that they can help a swoop bike rider. Hehe.  |
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